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The whole garden had been fenced in as a precaution against the encroachment of predatory animals. Molly, the inquisitive black cow, or Josh and Jake, who had no proper sense of the fitness of things, would have liked nothing better than to sample Mrs. Wopp’s prize turnips and scanty crop of Indian corn, and to trample into the soft earth whatever did not suit their dainty palates.,“Yer a reglar Mis’ Barnum,” he praised. Whereupon the enterprising program-maker began to devise new and more wonderful side-shows for her admirer.,“We must go right back,” Jimmy declared, turning to the door of the kitchen and thrusting a package within.,Moses was whistling a dismal discordant air in the backyard when the voice of his mother smote his ears.,“Cleanin’ up’s next, Mose. Take my device an’ shoo away them hens an’ chickings. Mar’ll be home soon.”,“No; but I stop here sometimes. Are you afraid of ghosts?”,“Yet let him sleep downstairs,” Edith persisted.,“How in the world did you ever sleep through it, Billy?” his mother asked, coming in from the tank-room where she had been to investigate. “There is a small flood there. I should think the first drop would have wakened you.”,But Mrs. Bennett wasn’t blaming any one; she didn’t really know what the excitement was all about.,“I did hunt the aigs,” lied the unhappy Moses who was afraid he was going to miss something.,“Salute your partner,” yelled Geordie Hodgekiss, the first caller-off.,“But where does our fun come in? Girls don’t build railroads,” Bess complained..